Chapter 457: Puppet Sea (please collect, recommend)

Wang Chen's tone was arrogant and domineering, and he did not give in at all.

The cultivators in Wuzhou looked frightened and retreated one after another, leaving the circle surrounding the black-robed monks. As for the large forces in Wuzhou, they dared not speak out, and gradually retreated with reluctance on their faces.

Wang Chen smiled indifferently, ignored the black-robed monk, and turned into a sword light and left ten thousand meters away, staying quietly.

"Boss, why are these people so stupid? If they all come up, we will only be able to escape in a panic. Hehe, Boss is so powerful. Just one person scares so many people and dare not take action."

The little shrew was very happy and proud, as if he had done it himself, and he regarded Wang Chen as a relative from the bottom of his heart.

Yes, from birth to now, the most time spent by Xiao Fengshi is by Wang Chen. Apart from Wang Chen, there is no one who treats him a little. Xiao Fengshi will naturally regard Wang Chen as a relative.

On the contrary, Wang Chen was not so proud: "Actually, there are still some great magical cultivators here. Although they are worse than me, they will not be much different. If they join forces, we two may have been seriously injured and escaped."

"However, they won't join forces."

"This is human nature. You can't stand others' goodness and you can't tolerate yourself suffering losses. The party will fight against different things. This is true in both the secular world and the immortal world. Even when you reach the immortal world, it's still like this."

The little rat seemed to understand and nodded ignorantly.

"Boss, do you know the man in black robe? Otherwise, how could you help him?"

Wang Chen nodded and said, "I don't know anyone, I feel a little familiar, but it's not harmful to do this. It's considered to make others believe in our character, and it's also an accompanying effect."

While Wang Chen's soul communicated with the little shrew, he glanced at the black-robed monk a few times.

The monk in black robe was very tight and could hardly see his face. However, from the voice just now, this person should be a man.

However, Wang Chen felt that this black-robed monk, the powerful puppet demon king in Wuzhou, was a bit familiar, as if he had been together before.

If you can have this feeling, if it is not related to or the same attributes of the practice, or if you have really seen it before.

The martial arts are naturally impossible to be similar, that is, they have met each other, but when Wang Chen recalls, he really can't remember when he had seen this black-robed monk before.

"Forget it, let's talk about it. If you are really an old friend, you will never be able to help you."

Wang Chen stopped thinking, closed his eyes and quietly waited for the opening of the Immortal Palace.

The other nearby monks also rarely let go of disputes, did not fight each other, and waited for the opening of the Immortal Palace. For a moment, within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, they suddenly became quiet.

Only a faint mist gradually became dense.

...

Wang Chen naturally didn't know when the Immortal Palace will be opened, but there were so many monks from Wuzhou around him, so there was no need to worry about not knowing the time. Moreover, the Immortal Palace will be opened, so there is no need to say the scene.

"The fog is getting thicker and thicker."

"Yes, I'm afraid it won't take long to extend the spiritual consciousness, so don't worry about encountering the fog puppet."

"I'm afraid it's coming soon, there's about half a day!"

The voices of talk were heard from all sides, and countless monks began to talk in a low voice, but gradually the voices of talk gradually disappeared.

Because there was no change around, the Immortal Palace was not opened either.

There is only fog, getting thicker and thicker.

Gradually, Wang Chen could feel that the monks in the distance gradually began to change, and the sound of soothing sounds continued to appear, but there was no sound of fighting.

"Boss, what are they doing? How do they come in and out?"

The little turtle asked curiously, and Wang Chen smiled slightly: "This is the fairy palace that is about to be opened, and the monks have also begun to choose. Those who come to the front are confident in their own strength and are willing to take risks. The more they are in front, the greater the danger and the greater the profit. The more they are in the back, the less the danger and the least the profit."

...

Time flies by like this.

The fog around was getting denser and denser. Even in the end, Wang Chen couldn't see clearly what was going on a thousand meters away. Even if his spiritual sense was extended, it was covered by the fog, and he just peeked out nearly a thousand meters.

"I'm in trouble now. Xiao Zheng, stay with me later, don't run around. This sea of ​​immortal palace is really not simple."

How big is Wang Chen's spiritual consciousness? It is roughly estimated that it is nearly a thousand kilometers, which is one million meters, but there are only kilometers left in the fog.

The fog faintly formed a large array, causing the spiritual consciousness to be suppressed by a large range.

However, Wang Chen then felt relieved again. The Immortal Palace had been opened before, which means that even if the spiritual consciousness was suppressed, it would not be inevitable to die. Moreover, here, the other monks were also suppressed.

The fog became thicker and thicker, and gradually there was a strong white fog drifting around.

"I'm afraid Wuzhou is called Wuzhou because of the fog produced by this immortal palace." This thought suddenly flashed in Wang Chen's mind.

And at this time.

Rumble!

The earth-shaking sound suddenly sounded, spreading all over the world, and the fog was shaking slightly, making people tremble, as if something terrible appeared.

Click!

Click!

It seemed that some sound came from a distance, the sound was messy, as if it was footsteps, but it was a little too loud.

"The Immortal Palace is open."

"The Puppet Sea is coming out, be careful."

Wang Chen frowned slightly: "The Puppet Sea seems not simple."

However, soon, Wang Chen took a breath of air conditioning. A thousand meters away, countless puppets slowly advanced and then rushed towards Wang Chen.

Click!

Click!,

This sound is like a death-driven song, making people's hearts tremble.

"There are so many puppets, I'm afraid they are really like the sea!" Wang Chen was a little surprised, but he was not afraid. Although the puppets were still terrible, they did not pose much threat to Wang Chen.

Low-level monks will never pose a threat to high-level monks unless they can use large formations to combine their forces.

The puppet sea can at most contain Wang Chen, and it does not have a fatal threat to Wang Chen.

Click!

call out!

Five puppets ran over from the ground, and two puppets flew from the sky afterwards. A total of five puppets quickly surrounded Wang Chen.

"Little horny, don't worry, let's take a look first."

Wang Chen's soul transmitted a voice, and then fought with the seven puppets. As soon as he fought, Wang Chen found that the puppet was not simple, and it could even be said to be quite powerful.

On the other side, Wang Chen could also feel that the endless puppets rushed out and rushed out of the Immortal Palace. In just a dozen breaths, they fought with the monks.
Chapter completed!